So, I was looking through a World Book Encyclopedia Year Book from 1974 and found an article titled "Growing Up Male in America" by Warren T. Farrell. I thought it might be worth a glance just for comparison's sake to 2014.
The early seventies were all about being "Free to be You and Me"; gender stereotypes were frowned upon. Rosey Grier told boys it's alright to cry and sew, and Billy Jean King showed us that even in sports, the playing field was being leveled. .But how much was actually being taken to heart in American homes, and how much stuck in the ensuing decades?
Cooks are like rock stars now, so it's definitely not considered an effeminate profession. However, how much cooking in the home is done these days by the guys? I'm willing to wager it's still primarily the wife/mother doing the job.... which seems like a raw deal considering she more than likely works as well. Now she gets to work 8 to 5 and cook. How's that for Women's Lib? No doubt, the fact that the hubbies haven't picked up the slack has led to the fast food boom.
Forty years later, and I'll bet shop classes are still pretty much all male. I think this is a combination of social stigma and genetics. Let's face it, there are actually differences between the sexes besides just reproductive anatomy. I can't help but wonder if the anti-gender stereotype movement went a bit too far, ignoring very real differences in our hard wiring.
Um, hello? Advertisers always have and always will exploit our insecurities. Men are not unique in this regard - women are targeted as well, but with a different set of buttons to push (ex. being skinny)
Oh, poor baby - stuck with the check. At least he's not the waiter who can't even afford to feed his family or have health insurance. I wonder if we have moved on from this gender-neutral nonsense because there are simply much bigger, more important issues to deal with.
I mean, equal opportunity for women is a must... but whether Johnny feels bad about himself because he likes to crochet seems a waste of our mental resources. Guess what, Johnny? You're probably going to have to pay for dinner. Deal.
Jeez, this article is oh so very Caucasian. Which brings up another 'deep thought' - is the gender divide even greater among blacks? Or is it pretty much the same no matter the race?
The bottom line is this: "Free to be You and Me" shouldn't mean we are separate and totally distinct from our gender. Like or not, we are forever tied to our chromosomes, and a look at any karyotype will demonstrate quickly that guys and girls are not the same. So, they're naturally going to congregate at social gatherings because they often have more in common.
Read the following paragraph in a sarcastic, condescending tone:
Those poor disparaged cheerleaders. Relegated to the sidelines in a supporting role.... we should all say a silent prayer for the cheerleaders of the nation. Yes, they're invariably the most popular girls in the school, but slaves to the gender curse.